Chapter 1: tears

Chapter 1: tears

Halfway through the drive, Lin Jianshen's cell phone rang, and it was Yu Xing's call.

"We're on our way back. We're almost here. Twenty minutes at most...She's had a bit too much to drink, so I'm afraid it's not convenient to answer the phone...It was my oversight, sorry...it's nothing Don't worry about it, okay."

Intermittent voices spread to the rear, Yu Mian curled up and leaned against the large leather chair, her head was dizzy from the shaking of the car, waves of nausea welled up in her throat, causing her to close her eyes tightly, her thin eyebrows furrowed deeply .

The champagne had a lot of stamina, and she drank a lot of glasses on her bare stomach, which would make the wine feel uncomfortable.

Drunkenness magnifies the emotions of the body. If it was before, no matter how uncomfortable the body was, Yu Mian would habitually endure it and pretend that nothing had happened, because no one would care about her feelings.

But at this moment, listening to the conversation between Lin Jianshen and his elder brother, and feeling the love of his family, even though Yu Mian's thinking is still clear, there is still an inexplicable feeling of grievance in his heart.

It's like a child who fell down. When the family is not around, he will endure the pain and get up by himself, but when he sees his parents, he will cry and open his hands to hug.

Yu Mian is not a strong child, she just lived alone for a long time, so she became independent and tough. At heart, she was always the child who fell to the ground, arms outstretched, waiting for her family to pick her up.

The car drove smoothly into the courtyard of Yu's villa, Lin Jianshen parked the car, got out of the car, went to the back seat and opened the door.

In the courtyard of the villa, a street lamp with a height of one person was erected, illuminating the road one after another, and the orange-yellow light exuded a warm atmosphere in the night.

The night is as cool as water, and the street lamps dispel the darkness that comes like a tide.

Through the soft light, Lin Jianshen saw the girl shrunk into a small ball, her eyes were tightly closed, her face was covered with crystal tears as she bit her lip. Tears wet her long eyelashes and stained the tip of her nose red, making the young girl as fragile as a newborn cub.

The man's light eyes fell on her face, she stopped suddenly, and then, like a candle blown by the wind, it shook violently a few times.

He approached her slowly, with a sense of caution and panic added to his movements.

"Yu Mian? Are you feeling alright?" Lin Jianshen subconsciously lowered his voice, as if any louder voice would disturb her.

The man's deep voice was a bit hoarse, and in this dark and small space, it was a little ambiguous.

Yu Mian slowly opened her eyes, her beautifully shaped eyes were filled with tears, reflecting the light coming from nowhere, breaking into a pool of stars, sparkling.

She felt very uncomfortable and dared not speak, for fear that she would spit it out.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Lin Jianshen only looked at him with teary eyes, her eyelashes were wet, and two lines of tears fell down her face in a blink of an eye, but when she cried, she didn't make a sound, she just bit her lips tightly, silently Tears without interest.

I don't know how long she cried? He had a headache and was a little overwhelmed.

Apart from filming, he basically has no experience with the opposite sex. Dai Zhong often said that he was born alone.

So facing the crying girl in front of him, who was many years younger than him and was also his fiancee in name, he couldn't leave her alone, and he didn't know how to coax her. Lin Jianshen lost his usual calmness, which was rare, and felt extremely troublesome.

He stretched out his hand to help her, Yu Mian was weak and leaned against him limply.

"You...are you uncomfortable somewhere?"

The little girl snorted softly from her nose, her voice was full of crying, she looked at him with tears in her eyes, and then lay on his arm and closed her eyes again.

Dizziness, the world seems to be spinning, and the more it spins, the more uncomfortable it becomes.

Lin Jian breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that he just drank too much wine.

He gently hugged her out of the car and wanted to send her home. At this time, a man came out of the villa. The man was wearing a black shirt and suit pants. He was slender and had a straight back. He gradually approached the two of them.

"Mr. Yu." Lin Jianshen said.

Yu Xing glanced at him, and then moved his gaze to Yu Mian. His eyes were sharp, and when he noticed her tear-stained face, his eyes turned cold. Seeing the appearance of the two of them leaning close to each other, they felt very unsightly.

"What happened?" He approached a few steps, and without hesitation reached out to pick up the girl lying on Lin Jianshen's body.

Seeing that Yu Mian was limp and unable to stand upright, he put one arm around her shoulders, and put his other hand through her knees, and hugged her sister horizontally.

Lin Jianshen felt relieved when the girl in his arms left, and also felt a strange sense of loss. However, this feeling was fleeting, and it dissipated without a trace before it was captured by him.

Noticing the questioning in Yu Xing's eyes, Lin Jianshen's expression was calm and calm, and said: "Miss Yu must have drunk too much and felt uncomfortable. This is my fault, I didn't take good care of her. When Miss Yu wakes up, I will personally Come and make amends to her."

Yu Mian was drunk, in the past Yu Xing didn't worry at all. But now Yu Mian doesn't know how to drink at first glance, she is very nervous to go to a banquet, she asked Yu's mother a lot of precautions, how could she let herself get so drunk at a banquet.

In the entire Yu family, Yu Xing had the most contact with Lin Jianshen. He knew what Lin Jianshen was like, and even though he guessed that there might be other reasons for the incident, he still couldn't help but vent his anger.

Before going out, Yu's mother asked him to stay with Lin Jianshen for a cup of tea, but Yu Xing never mentioned it, but said coldly: "Well, you go back, I'll take her home first."

Yu Xing walked back with his younger sister in his arms. He used to only regard her as his younger sister in name, and he only had responsibility for her but could not give her any love. Until she changed her appearance, she would obediently call him brother, worry that he was too tired from work, care about his health, and look at him with eyes full of trust and admiration.

There is a saying that love is mutual.

Yu Mian's unreserved sincere emotion made him gradually realize that he was her brother.

When he was young, when his mother was just pregnant with Yu Mian, he stroked his mother's bulging belly and said, "I want a younger sister, a cute, soft, and coquettish younger sister, and I want to protect her for the rest of my life!"

It's a pity that the younger sister didn't need his protection. She hated him and treated him as an enemy. Such a sister was far from his ideal, and he couldn't feel any love for a sister who hated him.

Only then did he have the feeling that his sister had returned.

Being picked up in the air, Yu Mian's dizziness improved a lot, she opened her eyes in a daze, and saw the man's stern profile.

"......elder brother?"

Yu Xing stopped and looked down at her. The girl's eyes were full of tears, and his heart was soft. The warm orange light hit him, and his cold face softened.

"Brother will take you home, you will be there soon."

Yu Mian hummed softly, buried her face in her brother's shoulder, and wiped all her tears on his shirt.

It's her brother, so... she can act like a baby to him, right?

"Uncomfortable..." she said softly.

As Yu Xing walked, he asked her, "Where is it uncomfortable?"

Yu Mian sniffed, "Dizzy, still hurting, and want to vomit."

"Then you still drink so much? Is it because Lin Jianshen didn't take good care of you?"

Yu Mian raised her head abruptly, her bright eyes were round, "No! It's none of his business, I want to drink, I'm happy!"

"What are you happy about?" Yu Xing seldom talks, and the least he likes to say meaningless words. When he is with his drunk sister, he is willing to chat with her without saying a word.

Yu Mian mumbled a few inaudible words, buried her head in his shoulder again, and remained silent.

When the siblings returned home, Yu's father and Yu's mother were extremely worried when they saw the drunk little daughter. Obviously, it was common for Yu Mian to get drunk and stay out at night before, but they were still extremely worried every time, which is really pitiful to the parents of the world.

After drinking hangover soup for her, Yu's mother took care of her, took a bath, and sent her back to her room to rest. During this period, Yu Mian was like a little baby who hadn't grown up, very clingy, calling her mother so loudly that Yu's mother's heart broke.

Seeing that Yu Mian was asleep, Yu's mother came out of the room. Outside, Yu's father and Yu Xing were still in the living room and did not go to rest.

Yu's mother smiled and said, "It's okay, I'm already asleep."

Yu's father said: "Crying like that, let her go out less in the future."

Mama Yu waved her hand and said, "The little girl is sentimental, it's not a big deal, I think Mianmian is much more sensible now, so don't worry about her all the time."

Yu Xing said: "Looking at her tomorrow morning, I should have a headache."

After leaving these words, he turned and returned to the room, his back still looking so indifferent. Yu's father and Yu's mother looked at each other and smiled, with relief and satisfaction in their smiles.

...

Driving back alone, Lin Jianshen asked the director for two days off for the banquet. Yu's house is half a city away from his residence, and it was almost early morning when he arrived.

When he was about to get out of the car, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the small paper bag on the passenger seat out of the corner of his eye.

In front of my eyes flashed the girl's red cheeks, shyly holding up the paper bag and looking at him, and in the dimly lit back seat, she curled up uneasy and looked up at him with tears in her eyes.

The man's Adam's apple suddenly slipped a few times unconsciously, he reached over and squeezed the small paper bag.

Slowly opening the bag, eyelashes drooping, before seeing the contents clearly, a sweet scent of osmanthus came over my face.

It was a dark and dense night, and there was silence all around. Lin Jianshen slowly opened the mouth of the bag, looking at the small white plastic box inside, and the light yellow and transparent osmanthus cakes neatly stacked in the box.

There were so many accidents tonight that he realized now that he hadn't eaten dinner yet.

So this sweet and fragrant pastry has become the ultimate temptation.

There was also a small silver fork in the box thoughtfully, thinking that the little girl said that she made it herself.

Lin Jianshen hesitated for a moment, then tentatively put a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake into his mouth while holding the fork. The chewing movement paused, his calm eyes lighted up quietly, and then he slowly wiped out the whole box of pastries.

With the disappearance of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake and his rational return, some complicated thoughts became calm again.